Still Confused

Ember shrugged, "Yeah i guess so, but i do hate it sometimes. You know, i never get to go swimming or get wet anymore." She watched as Nitar made a few leaves float about then fall a few seconds later. "I'm guessing you're still a little new with your power?"

As Ember kept walking, she found herself in a small clearing. "Does this look familiar in any way, Nitar?"

Ember nodded in response to Nitar's anwer. Again, she began heading straight ahead, closer to finding the truth, though maybe not too close because NItar mentioned after all that it was quite a long journey to the academy. "So...what's on your mind? I mean, besides trying to figure out your past and all."

Themention of Nesthora ran through Ember's mind. She too began wondering who she really was and how she got inside Nitar's body. Curious, she asked, "How does Nesthora appear out of you? Iknow that she's made up of these purple adn black swirls that escape and from from your fingers, but, do you know when she wants to come out?"

Ember sighed. She felt really sorry for Nitar, how she didn't know anything about her own self. "Well, you'll find out soon enough," Ember said with a tone of hope.

On the same subject of Nesthora, she herself popped out of Nitar and asked if they had arrived. In a lsight bitter tone Ember replied, "Well you know everything, shouldn't you know how far the cottage is?"

Ember wasn't fond of Nesthora, and she belived that both Nitar and Nesthora herself knew that. She sighed for she didn't want to get into an arguement. Okay, I'm sorry. But still, do you know in which direction the cottage is?" The girl knew that she had to push aside her dislike of Nesthora, for Nitar's sake.